The Beach And It’s Nothingness: A Short Story Until My Next Novel Comes Out

A short story spinoff to my dark fantasy series, “Michael’s Wing”

Photo by Joseph Vary on Unsplash

SETTING: BEACH – NIGHTFALL

A wingless angel, with blue short hair, sits at the edge of the beach’s wave, her feet barely away from the back-and-forth tide. Her eyes match her mystical blue hair, as she looks off into the distance of the massive moon in the sky.

Beside her, is another short haired angel, though unlike her, his hair doesn’t touch his shoulders. His hair resembles that of a low hair cut almost, being black in eyes and hair.

Both angels are without wings. Both angels have names, with the mid-twenties looking angel woman, being addressed as Crystal, and the late twenties male, being known as Autumn.

Autumn stares into the distance with his lover.

CRYSTAL: I remember when I was first banished, I didn’t believe I would ever see you or the beach’s nightfall at the same time, ever again.

AUTUMN: I told you I was going to see you again. I wasn’t going to let Michael or any other angel in heaven, keep us separated.

CRYSTAL: I appreciate it; I really do, Autumn, but the catastrophe that will be brought to your world if you are discovered crossing the boundaries of heaven –

AUTUMN: What catastrophe? (Turns her way and faces her) Crystal, my world was already catastrophic when you were taken from me.

CRYSTAL: I understand, Autumn, but you shouldn’t keep sneaking out to see me.

AUTUMN: Why not? You’re the love of my eternity. Don’t you love me as well?

CRYSTAL: (Turns in his direction with sympathetic eyes) Of course I love you. I’ve always loved you, even before you ever loved me. (Places her hands on top of his against the sand) But that’s why I’m overly concerned about all of this. Sigh. Autumn, I’ve accepted my fate. I went with my heart twice and I’m okay with any outcome that has occurred because of it. But I wouldn’t be okay with anything happening to you, because of my choices.

AUTUMN: (Eyes and tone of sadness) So…what exactly are you saying?

CRYSTAL: This has to be our last time together, Autumn.

MALE VOICE: It will be.

A man fades into existence not too far from them. He takes a few steps into the direction of the angels.

Both angels recognize him, immediately getting up as the left hand of the all-powerful archangel, Michael, is present before them. His name is Albedo.

ALBEDO: You make no sense to me, Autumn. There are so many other angels above. Why risk Paradise for a fallen one?

Autumn takes his place in front of Crystal, as if he is shielding her.

AUTUMN: There’s no point in me answering you, Albedo. You’re just another one of Michael’s pawns. You’re not going to hear anything I’m saying. So if you’re going to do away with me, then do it already. (Looks back at his lover with saddened eyes) I’ll still have her, no matter where you send me.

ALBEDO: Nothingness will have you both. Death is the least of your worries.

A massive light emits from Albedo, and Autumn rushes to cover Crystal with his own body. The entire beach is engulfed in this light, only for none of the angels to be seen once the light ceases.


Author Notes: I’ve been “slacking” on my fiction, in the eyes of many (probably). But I really haven’t. The sequel to my book, Michael’s Wing, is definitely still in the works, and I’ve been hard at work on it. The book had to be toned down, and I’ve rewritten certain parts of it several times now, along with scrapping sixty percent of the book.

This short story will be one among many that I will be sending out, even after the release of my next dark fantasy book. These stories will be loose standalones, co-existing in the same universe of my Michael’s Wing series, resembling side stories that may or may not play a role in future books.

My short stories will come together in a compilation book and will be available on all platforms. The goal is to put so much into this series, whether that be spinoffs and multiple novels.

Poetry Pack: Sex & Other Drugs – Preview

Relativity

It counts

Everything you do to me

Lists itself on my board

***

I don’t know what you’re saying

When he’s on top of you

Those are your moments

I request you in mine

***

Doesn’t it break you

The way it does me

Having to feel on yourself

Without anything sounding off

***

In your background

~ Sakari


Late & Withholding

As beautiful as she gets

I drag my own self to change these ways

The way I see it

I’m more understanding this way

Her sex can’t be delayed

My mind consists of her thrust

***

You’ve got it, you’ve got me

Strung out on my bed

With the same sheets I made

The last time you were thought of

I feel her in real life

Sex, sick, and tired

***

I drip on my own restrictions

She has me on a decline

~ Sakari


Bury Yourself In My Bed

She’s here for me

But not in the way that I need her

I hear her words

Could she feel my hands

***

Those memories

Are just memories

They’ll still be there

All that you have behind

Your love still counts

You’re not going anywhere

You should spill yourself

All over my night

***

Her time has investments

She calls them her family

I’m so used to this loneliness

I can’t create a thing

You can’t be this virtual

You’re something so personal

***

Those memories

Are just memories

They’ll still be there

All that you have behind

Your love still counts

You’re not going anywhere

You should spill yourself

All over my night

***

I’ll be selfish when he calls you

I’ll be demanding of your time

I’ll be ungrateful when you leave

You have my hours in your pocket

You can’t go, I won’t let you

Though I can’t stand to face you

You leave, you leave, you leave

I cut, I cut, I cut

~ Sakari